To My Dear Old Friend, Mr. A. Shuman
NOT many friends
Wish I you;
Love makes amends
For the few.
Slight bonds are best
For the new;
Here is the test
Of the true:
Pay to your friend
Your own due;
Lone to the end,
Through and through;
Let him, commend,
And not you.
Friends of this kind,
Tried and true,
May you, friend, find,—
Just a few.
poem by John Boyle O'Reilly
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